A while ago, I was chatting to someone, and somehow the conversation turned to hair. They’d spotted a few white hairs on my head and asked me when I was going to start dyeing my hair. When I asked why, they replied that the grey hairs gave away my age … and for some reason, I just can’t get over that comment. Why on earth would I want to hide my age? I’ve made it this far, after all! Every scar, every wrinkle and every white hair has been hard-won! Just a thought on an otherwise silent Sunday.
